The themes and content of this story may not be suitable for everyone's tastes. Read at your own discretion.-----------------------------------------...---------------It was a normal Friday afternoon for me. I had finished my college classes for the day as well as my weekly grocery shopping, and I was driving back to my apartment. I am currently single and still a virgin, but I'm not alone. In that tiny, single-bedroom apartment, I live with quite possibly the most beautiful thing in the. I wasn’t so sure I could build a good catapult or torsion engine. Again, what would we use for a spring? A catapult needed something to twist and untwist, like rope or hair. Well, this was a seaport, so maybe we could make a spring out of enough rope.Before I went to bed I started to build some models. I had to do that first, just to ensure that I knew what I was doing. They didn’t have to actually work, as long as they illustrated the final product and I could use them to show what was. Agar main apne apko sahi janta hu to mujhe ek smart ladka kaha ja sakta hai. Iss ka main bahut purana reader hu aur aaj apni pahli story aap logo se share karne ja raha hu to zahir si bat hai mujhse galtiya hogi. So aap logo se request hai ki aap log meri galtio ko maaf karte huwe mujhe by email meri galtiya bhi bataye. Meri email id haiAb main story par aata hu Ye bat tab ki hai jab main student tha. Mere ghar k bagal me ek family rahne aayi us family me uncle aunty aur unki 2 betiya thi.. ’ and as he said it he knew it was true. He couldn’t leave her to her own devices, she was his to look after. All the problems that came with her, he would be the one to make sure she was alright, to protect her, to keep her safe, and he knew he would always have to be the one to deal with them from now on. ‘I promise baby….your safe now.’ Laying down he held her to him, her small body protected by his strong arms, her head resting trustingly against his chest, her arms holding onto him, as if.